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Work
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are treated as single work with 154 parts.
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Much Ado about Nothing
[II, 1] |
Beatrice |
404 |
He were an excellent man that were made just in the
midway between him and Benedick: the one is too
like an image and says nothing, and the other too
like my lady's eldest son, evermore tattling.
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2 |
Much Ado about Nothing
[II, 3] |
Claudio |
942 |
'Tis true, indeed; so your daughter says: 'Shall
I,' says she, 'that have so oft encountered him
with scorn, write to him that I love him?'
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3 |
Much Ado about Nothing
[II, 3] |
Leonato |
945 |
This says she now when she is beginning to write to
him; for she'll be up twenty times a night, and
there will she sit in her smock till she have writ a
sheet of paper: my daughter tells us all.
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4 |
Much Ado about Nothing
[II, 3] |
Leonato |
954 |
O, she tore the letter into a thousand halfpence;
railed at herself, that she should be so immodest
to write to one that she knew would flout her; 'I
measure him,' says she, 'by my own spirit; for I
should flout him, if he writ to me; yea, though I
love him, I should.'
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5 |
Much Ado about Nothing
[II, 3] |
Leonato |
963 |
She doth indeed; my daughter says so: and the
ecstasy hath so much overborne her that my daughter
is sometime afeared she will do a desperate outrage
to herself: it is very true.
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6 |
Much Ado about Nothing
[II, 3] |
Claudio |
985 |
Hero thinks surely she will die; for she says she
will die, if he love her not, and she will die, ere
she make her love known, and she will die, if he woo
her, rather than she will bate one breath of her
accustomed crossness.
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7 |
Much Ado about Nothing
[III, 1] |
Hero |
1115 |
So says the prince and my new-trothed lord.
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8 |
Much Ado about Nothing
[IV, 1] |
Benedick |
1927 |
I will swear by it that you love me; and I will make
him eat it that says I love not you.
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9 |
Much Ado about Nothing
[V, 1] |
Don Pedro |
2234 |
I'll tell thee how Beatrice praised thy wit the
other day. I said, thou hadst a fine wit: 'True,'
said she, 'a fine little one.' 'No,' said I, 'a
great wit:' 'Right,' says she, 'a great gross one.'
'Nay,' said I, 'a good wit:' 'Just,' said she, 'it
hurts nobody.' 'Nay,' said I, 'the gentleman
is wise:' 'Certain,' said she, 'a wise gentleman.'
'Nay,' said I, 'he hath the tongues:' 'That I
believe,' said she, 'for he swore a thing to me on
Monday night, which he forswore on Tuesday morning;
there's a double tongue; there's two tongues.' Thus
did she, an hour together, transshape thy particular
virtues: yet at last she concluded with a sigh, thou
wast the properest man in Italy.
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